Tuesday, January 6, 2009

table

Since Luke sccots/army crawls (whichever you prefer to call it) like a madman now, it's sometimes difficult to keep up with him. Especially if you aren't paying attention like Keith happened to be in this particular instance. So, I found Luke under the table going for Keith's feet as he was eating something. Do I rescue him right away? No! I take pictures, duh!



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